Do not worry

The other day, I met a friend for coffee.  We were sitting outside at Starbucks and she noticed a woman behind me and said she wanted to talk to her. I asked why and she said, "I don't know, she just looks sad. I want to hear her story."  I encouraged her to go, but she refused.  We talked further and a few more times throughout our conversation, she looked at the woman and repeated her curiosity about her situation.  I continued to tell her she should talk to her if she felt compelled to do so. Again and again, she declined.  

As we were saying our goodbyes, I went inside to wash Ruth's hands.  As we headed toward the door, we saw the woman sitting inside us and she commented on how beautiful Ruth is.  I thanked her and had Ruth wave hello.  Then we played a few games to get Ruth to smile and carried on with pleasantries.  The woman again commented on how pretty Ruth is and then said a blessing for health and happiness over her.  She blessed me as well and I returned the blessing.  

Outside I said goodbye to my friend and went on my way.  Later that afternoon I received a voicemail from my friend saying she had gone inside and talked to the woman and she shared the details of their conversation, part of which was that the woman had told her to tell me, "Tell her everything will be ok. Do not worry."  My friend explained she had told the woman nothing about me, only that the woman had shared this divine wisdom.  

I was truly blessed.  Things haven't been awful lately, but they haven't been wonderful either and they have definitely been stress filled.  And I needed to hear those words.

I have only had a couple of prophecies told to me over the years.  The first was in Cuba in 2003, the second 2.5 years ago about R and me, and now this one.  This woman was a gift to me.  And I can't help but think that my friend's compulsion to talk to her wasn't for the woman's sake, but for mine.